Chapter 3 The Holy Body of Innate Nanny
The person who came with the message was Liang Cheng, an old classmate.
Chen Jingle's first reaction was why the other party asked him to go out to play when he was free. When he saw the date——
"Oh, it turns out today is a non-working day."
Confused by sleep.
Working full-time at home, I really have no concept of time.
I was about to reply "No, I want to study", but I thought it was too pretentious, so I deleted it.
After thinking for a while, I asked the system: "What course is next?"
[Next is the practical class. 】
"Practice?"
Chen Jingle raised his eyebrows as he recalled the contents of several practical courses that the system had just mentioned.
Send a message back to Liang Cheng: "What's going on?"
"No, I just want to ask you to come out to drink milk tea and have a casual chat."
"I have something to do today, why don't you come to my house? I made watermelon and honey lemon tea, as well as various snacks."
"I told you earlier. Wait for me for ten minutes and I'll be there soon."
"OK!"
Chen Jingle sent his location and put away his phone.
[Practice time is up. Although smart babies need to learn theoretical knowledge, they are also inseparable from hands-on practice. Children Chen Jingle are asked to choose one of the four compulsory courses of cooking, planting, breeding, and health care to start learning. The time is limited to one hour. Baby, you must be able to do it, right? 】
It must be possible!
"I choose planting."
Chen Jingle did not hesitate.
He chose planting not because he is a farmer and knows how to farm, but because he has planted a lot of flowers in the yard in the past six months. He feels that he has some experience in planting, so he does not say he knows nothing about it.
At the same time, I want to see how this practical class is different from the theoretical knowledge class just now.
I took out the scissors from the tool bucket and planned to prune the branches of several bougainvillea trees in the yard to make them look more beautiful.
Growing flowers has always been about managing and pruning.
Take the ground-planted bougainvillea in the corner as an example. It seems good to let it grow wildly in the early stage, and it can maximize the number of branches. However, the problem in the later stage is that the branches will be messy and cause headaches.
No, when the strong wind comes, it will be blown to pieces.
If we had done good management in the early stage, this would not be the case.
Fortunately it's not too late.
……
Chen Jingle is average among non-professionals, even among amateurs.
However,
When he put on his straw hat and stood in front of the flower pot with scissors, he was surprised to find that there seemed to be some more knowledge in his mind that he had never learned before, and he realized more clearly than before where he should start.
"If I go, can this still happen?!"
This feeling is like having an auxiliary tool turned on, it’s like a fortress!
It's like a big boss teaching you how to operate, no, it's more like being possessed!
Hiss~
I just don’t know how long this effect can be maintained after the practical class is over.
At this moment, Chen Jingle wanted to shout: "I love learning! I love learning!"
What are you waiting for? Just cut it off decisively!
Start with a small basin.
In his opinion, those potted seedlings that were already well trimmed and quite beautiful, after some simple operations, their appearance has improved by more than one level.
In the past, it could only be regarded as planting, but now it is considered as raising, and it can be called a bonsai.
"If it can have a similar effect on any plant, then the system would be too invincible!" Chen Jingle exclaimed.
However, similar potted flowers must continue to work hard if they want to grow into old piles.
Drop~drop~
While she was cutting, a rather old silver Volkswagen Bora stopped outside the door.
The car window was lowered, revealing Liang Cheng's handsome, fair and slightly chubby face wearing glasses.
"What are you doing?"
"They're cutting flowers, didn't you see them?" Chen Jingle flashed the scissors in his hand.
"Hey~ Is this what you mean by not being able to leave? It's so relaxing."
"This is just part of it, there are other things. You can drive a four-wheeler on this stretch of road, forget it, let's talk about it first."
Chen Jinngle opened the courtyard door and let the car drive in. Liang Cheng parked the car, got out, and took out a little girl from the back seat with his butt stuck out.
The little girl was still in a daze, but when she saw Chen Jingle, she immediately giggled and reached out to hug him, as if she didn't want to stay in her biological father's arms for a second longer.
Chen Jingle's face turned dark when he saw this: "No, why did you bring her here?"
Liang Mingyue, Liang Cheng's daughter, has just turned one year old.
The key is that he's a clingy little guy who can't be shaken off.
Liang Cheng was helpless: "I'm taking care of the baby today, so I can't just leave her at home, right?"
"Where are Teacher Zhong and Auntie?"
"There is class today. The students she leads will be promoted to the third grade of junior high school this year. My mother has something to do and has gone back to the countryside and will not come back until tomorrow."
Chen Jingle rolled his eyes: "Then you should take care of your children at home and go out for a wander."
"It's because Mingyue doesn't want to stay at home, so she wants to go out and play!"
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"Haha, I believe you are a ghost!"
"Hey, stop talking and give me a hug. I'm exhausted."
"...This is your daughter! Also, you only held her for a few seconds?"
Chen Jingle said angrily.
After all, he threw the scissors and gloves aside and picked up the little girl in an airplane hug.
Xiao Mingyue, who was jumping vigorously in her father's arms, lay down peacefully once she was in Chen Jinngle's hands.
look!
This is the calmness of the Holy Body of Innate Nanny.
From childhood to adulthood, no matter where he goes, from beautiful girls who are about to become adults to babies who are just born without opening their eyes, Chen Jingle is the most popular existence among children.
30 years old, 25 years of experience in raising children.
Although this is useless.
He doesn't plan to be a confinement nanny.
……
"It has to be you."
After throwing the baby to Chen Jingle, Liang Cheng was relieved and even a little gloating.
He turned around to admire the trimmed bougainvillea potted plants: "I didn't expect you to have such a skill."
"That's right. Give you two pots? Isn't your new house just renovated? You can use them to absorb formaldehyde."
"That's so embarrassing."
"Hey, this thing is not expensive. As long as there is one tree, you can plant it as you like. If you want to keep it good-looking, you just need to put a little more thought into it."
Chen Jinngle wanted to laugh when he thought that many northern netizens would spend hundreds or even thousands of yuan to buy such a pot and cut seedlings.
He bought naked seedlings for two yuan a piece.
Of course, if you don’t want to spend these two dollars, you can also check to see if there are green belts.
I just don’t recommend that, after all we are all good citizens.
"Come, little Mingyue, which pot you like, my uncle will give it to you." Chen Jingle changed his position and picked up the child.
Oh, the little girl is so cute.
He was thinking about whether he should have a little yellow hair in the future, take advantage of the little cabbage, and make this bitch Liang Cheng angry to death.
As a result, the little girl looked around and pointed: "Well, I want..."
I just learned to speak and my speech was unclear.
Looking in the direction she pointed, Chen Jingle's face darkened: "I can't dig up this tree for you, so I'll change it to a new pot."
Liang Cheng laughed loudly.
Finally, Chen Jingle picked out a pot of Zhanghong cherry and a pot of Double red, both of which had many flowers in bloom.
Bougainvillea is easy to grow and will not die if it is not watered for half a month.
"Tell me, how are you doing lately?"
Liang Cheng occupied the lounge chair, blowing on the fan and eating watermelon, and didn't know how to feed his daughter.
(End of chapter)